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I sit and reflect on the best and worst year of my life

I sit and reflect on the best and worst year of my life.
I smile because I got through it.
I smile because I found love.
I smile because love wasn’t enough.
I smile because it was an experience and makes my writing better
Even if it was the worst experience.
I smile because I am alive.

I sit here and I reflect on what could have been.
I cry because I wanted it so much.
I cry because it would have made me so happy.
I cry because I will want it forever.
I cry because the ending was so sad.

 
Copyright © Electra Rose January 2016

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Bisexual is a part of me and it should be 

We stole kisses from each other at 16 and 18

But I never thought anything of it.

Girls just weren’t my scene.
Ignored my feelings for the pretty redhead

And my obsession with my magnetic friend.

Denied my attraction to the lesbian

Because society told me

This shouldn’t be,

This isn’t me.
When I had sex with my friend I couldn’t deny it anymore-

This has to be

Because this is the other part of me.

Bisexual is a part of me

And it should be

Because it’s me. 

Copyright © Electra Rose January 2016

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